If you don't want treatment, get out! This doctor has a terrible temper.

Chapter 207 This is not compensation, it's a technology transfer fee.

It took Captain Zhou a full half hour to barely process what was happening before his eyes.

As he listened to Wang Minyu recount the "server reboot" incident—which could be classified as a top state secret—in a nonchalant tone, as if describing a leaky pipe and calling someone to fix it, he felt his worldview being repeatedly rubbed into the ground.

"So..." Captain Zhou rubbed his aching temples, trying to summarize, "This Liu Guodong used his deceased friend's brain as a CPU to connect to an alien biological computer, intending to turn everyone in Changxiang City into emotionless vegetative beings, and then you used a dose of 'Meng Po soup' to trigger his friend's longing for his daughter, causing that alien computer to... burst?"

"That's a very good summary." Wang Minyu nodded approvingly. "It's a pity that Captain Zhou isn't a novelist."

"..."

Captain Zhou didn't want to discuss his career plans with him.

Looking at the researchers, whose eyes were glazed over and who had been subdued by the special police, and Liu Guodong, who had completely gone mad, he felt a chill of fear.

If it weren't for Wang Minyu, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"What should we do with these things?" Captain Zhou asked, pointing to the huge pile of blue crystal debris.

"Easy." Wang Minyu snapped his fingers.

Pierre understood immediately and pulled a... chainsaw from his toolbox.

It's still charging.

"These are high-purity energy crystals, and also top-grade biological materials." Wang Minyu, like an experienced mine owner, directed Guan Shan and Pierre. "Guan Shan, you're strong, pry off the big pieces and load them onto the truck. Pierre, you're in charge of cutting them. Make sure the sizes are uniform and pay attention to the quality; we can sell them as diamonds later. Su Qing, don't miss a single one of the items with chips; pack them all up. Zero needs an upgrade."

Captain Zhou's eye twitched: "Wang Minyu! These are pieces of evidence! According to regulations, they all must be handed over!"

"Hand it over?" Wang Minyu glanced at him. "Sure. I have a form here, take a look."

Su Qing handed over a tablet computer at the opportune moment.

The above is a newly prepared bill, with the heading: "Details of Expenses for Handling a Major Biological Hazard Incident at the Third People's Hospital of Changxiang City".

Project 1: Special Hazardous Species Removal Service Fee.

Project Two: Life-threatening injury compensation and mental distress compensation for team members.

Item 3: Cost of wear and tear on high-precision equipment (referring to the syringe).

Project Four: On-site environmental cleanup and subsequent psychological counseling package service.

……

All in all, it adds up to a total of nine figures.

At the very end, there is a small note: The above price does not include tax, and real estate or high-tech equipment can be used as collateral.

Captain Zhou's blood pressure spiked immediately.

"This is extortion! Taking advantage of someone's misfortune!"

"Team Leader Zhou, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want," Wang Minyu said seriously. "We're a professional crisis management team, not a charity. My people risked their lives to resolve a massive crisis that could have devastated the entire city. We're already being generous by not asking for a 'Heroic Act, Touching Changsha' banner. Taking a little extra for their hard work is perfectly reasonable, isn't it?"

"Besides," Wang Minyu pointed to the pile of crystals, "what can you do with these things? Use them as paperweights? Or hire an expert to study them for ten or eight years and write a few papers? With me, in less than three months, they can be turned into targeted drugs for treating cancer or battery materials for the next generation of mobile phones."

"This isn't called compensation, it's called...technology transfer fee."

Captain Zhou was speechless for a long time.

He found that he could never win an argument with Wang Minyu. Because this guy could always package the most shameless demands in a respectable way, even making you feel that not agreeing would make you a sinner hindering the progress of human civilization.

Finally, after a series of arduous and "friendly negotiations," the two sides reached a consensus.

Wang Minyu's team can take away half of the crystal fragments, as well as all the instruments and equipment they deem "worth researching".

In exchange, Wang Minyu would need to provide the official body with a complete technical analysis report, and the nine-figure bill would be wiped clean.

As for Qin Zheng, he not only paid eight figures for "treatment fees," but also "voluntarily" offered to sponsor an "unlimited" amount of funding for Renxin Pharmacy's "scientific research project."

All are happy.

……

Three days later, at Renxin Pharmacy.

The backyard was temporarily converted into an open-air cutting factory.

Guan Shan, shirtless and muscular, was holding a specially made diamond cutter, cutting a blue crystal the size of a truck tire into standard tofu-sized pieces.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Pierre, wearing large sunglasses, stood by gesturing and directing two "philosopher bricklayers" temporarily borrowed from the resort construction site to carefully pack the cut crystal blocks into the constant temperature chamber.

"Gently! Gently! This is more precious than a Louis XIII bottle! If you chip even a corner, I'll make your wages into beef tartare!"

Inside the pharmacy, Su Qing and Zero were occupying the second floor, disassembling and reassembling the servers and mainframes they had brought back from the Third Hospital. The entire second floor now resembled an internet cafe, with scattered parts and circuit boards flashing indicator lights everywhere.

"Boss, we've cracked 30% of the core algorithm for 'Father's Source'." Su Qing, despite having dark circles under her eyes, spoke with excitement. "The computational logic of this thing is simply a work of art! It can simulate a complete emotional model, then reverse-engineer it to find and eliminate any 'logical loopholes.' If this algorithm were applied to the financial field, it would be practically cheating!"

Wang Minyu sat in his familiar recliner, leisurely sipping tea.

"Forget about finance; they harvest leeks too quickly, which isn't conducive to sustainable development." He put down his teacup. "Let's see if we can apply this algorithm to 'Qi observation.' In the future, when I see patients, I won't just be able to see the lesions, but I'll also be able to directly see the patient's 'emotional bugs.'"

"Theoretically feasible!" Su Qing's eyes lit up even more.

Just then, Wang Minyu's phone rang.

It was Tu Jinshan, the general manager of Renxin Resort and a coal mine owner, who called.

"Chairman Wang! Doctor Wang! Something terrible has happened!" Tu Jinshan's voice was as loud as if he were using a megaphone.

"Take your time, the sky isn't going to fall."

"This is worse than the sky falling down!" Tu Jinshan's voice was almost crying. "After you left, didn't we follow your instructions and continue to soothe that 'little devil' at the bottom of the pool with heavy metal lullabies and 'Jade Soup'?"

"Hmm, and then?"

"Then...then it seems...it's gotten tired of it!" Tu Jinshan wailed. "Starting this morning, it stopped listening to lullabies and started 'singing' on its own! The tune, so lilting and gurgling, sounds like a theatrical performance! What's worse, the entire resort's hot spring pools are now...all pink! And they're bubbling, like strawberry soda!"

Wang Minyu raised an eyebrow.

The "father" is gone, and the "mother" is... prematurely ending puberty and going straight into menopause?

"Anything else?"

"And another thing! Those guests soaking in the baths are all like they're possessed, refusing to get out of the pool. The men are doing Tai Chi in there, the women are doing some kind of flying dance, all while chanting something about 'yin and yang in harmony, the unity of heaven and man'... Mr. Wang, our resort is turning into a water curtain cave!"

Wang Minyu remained silent for a moment.

"Got it." He hung up the phone, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Father" represents absolute "rationality".

Then this "matrix" should represent absolute "sensibility".

Now that he has personally unplugged the "rationality" in Changxiang City, the "emotion" will naturally lose its balance and begin to run rampant.

The aftermath of "the whole city being heartbroken" has only just begun.

He stood up and walked to the backyard.

"Guanshan, stop cutting."

He picked up a palm-sized, crystal-clear blue crystal and weighed it in his hand.

"Come on, let's deliver a package."

"Who should I give it to?" Guan Shan wiped his sweat.

A mysterious smile curved at the corners of Wang Minyu's mouth.

"Send an urn to that newly widowed 'young widow'."

"By the way, introduce her to a new boyfriend."